Perfect Two

Cheng Xirong left the pot on the fire, and ran to the living room to find the tablet.After Fu Zhou came out of the wash, he saw him burying his head in front of the tablet, and asked casually, "Stay away, your eyes—"

Before he finished speaking, he swallowed the rest first.After all, there are still some differences. The degree of care and consideration is stuck outside a standard and limit, and some measures seem redundant.

Cheng Xirong raised his head belatedly, and replied, "What?"

Fu Zhou pursed his lips: "It's nothing. What are you doing?"

"Look at the post. The glutinous rice balls are on the fire, and you serve them yourself."

Throughout the breakfast time, Cheng Xirong was very busy, flipping back and forth on the tablet.Fu Zhou had good eyesight. He glanced across the dining table and saw that it was a forum. In the title of the post, there were words like "Boss Zhou, Xiao Xianrou He Yiming, Exposure".

Zhou Sheng and He Yiming?Does it really matter?

Cheng Xirong said before that Fu Zhou still thinks that he looks at people too realistically and sees this circle too darkly.Zhou Sheng favored He Yiming, why couldn't Zhou Sheng be mistaken and think that He Yiming has a future?

Looking at it now, the person opposite still knows Zhou Sheng well.

Speaking of understanding... Can a newcomer, still a student, understand Zhou Sheng?Even if you heard some deeds before, can you make a conclusion so directly?

Who is he?

The most effective way is to ask him directly.Fu Zhou filled a glutinous rice ball, put it back, and asked himself: "What if he is not? And what if he is, but he doesn't admit it?"

Does that mean that even the current relationship will be broken, and it can no longer continue?

Fu Zhou looked at the person across from him, and rarely felt a little bit of reluctance.You can cut off the connection, but you can't get rid of this distressed heartache.After thinking for a long time, Fu Zhou gave himself an answer: Even if he is not Cheng Xirong himself, then what he said before is true.He is the person who has the closest relationship with Cheng Xirong in this world besides Cheng Xirong's parents.

Just for that, keep him.To stay with him, can not be separated.

When Cheng Xirong put down the tablet, the milk was already warm and the toast was no longer crispy.He didn't care, he took a bite and seemed in a good mood.

Fu Zhou was curious, so he took the tablet over, unlocked it and flipped it up.The building is already very high, and there are always new posts to follow.Fu Zhou read several pages in a row, but couldn't find any floor that seemed to be left by Cheng Xirong.

Cheng Xirong took a sip of milk and said, "Don't look for it, it's probably posted. It's a pity that Zhou Sheng didn't make his debut. His traffic is better than Xiaosheng's. The posts related to him are all tall buildings."

I don't know if this sentence is sincere or sarcastic.

Seeing that Cheng Xirong had finished eating, Fu Zhou blew the remaining glutinous rice balls cold, poured them directly into his mouth, wiped his mouth and went to wash the dishes.When the two of them were going out, they passed by an egg-filled biscuit stand on the street, and Cheng Xirong called out, "Wait! I'm not full."

Fu Zhou: "...Why don't you eat glutinous rice balls when you cook them?"

"I don't eat sweets in the morning. You stop, park the car, and I'll go get a cake!"

Fu Zhou parked the car on the side of the road with a speechless face, and Cheng Xirong happily ran out.He stood in front of the stall for a while, then came back empty-handed, and leaned on the window begging for money.

Fu Zhou: "..."

Isn't that what it feels like to raise a son?

In the end, I didn't know who was raising whom.Cheng Xirong has always treated Fu Zhou as a child, paranoid and extreme, but after all he is still a young man.Fu Zhou thought, this person may really be only 19 years old, he is more mature than the average person, but he will not be in his 30s.

There was a delicate balance between the two, which often made Su Minglin feel sore eyes on the set.When eating box lunch at noon, Su Minglin covered his eyes and asked Fu Zhou: "Brother, can you give me your chicken leg?"

Fu Zhou ignored him.

Su Minglin continued: "The little boss can't digest so much meat! I'll eat it for you!"

Then Chengzi pressed a piece into Su Minglin's bowl: "What are you grabbing from the little boss? I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you!"

Su Minglin sighed with emotion, saying something like "I'm still considerate of Cheng Zi", which made Nie Rui's face change when he was beside him.Su Minglin acted like nothing happened, and stuffed the whole piece of meat into his mouth.After chewing, Su Minglin's jaw got stuck.He struggled and asked Chengzi: "Do you know that what you gave me is a piece of ginger?"

Cheng Zi nodded happily: "I know!"

Nie Rui laughed along with "噗嗤", Su Minglin insisted on grabbing Nie Rui's chicken legs, and the three of them got into a mess.

Cheng Xirong looked at them, thinking that Fu Zhou gave him chicken legs, what does that mean?

In fact, Cheng Xirong also felt it.After that day in the park, because he said something that troubled Fu Zhou, he dodged a little.In the past, he was very used to caring about himself, whether he was eating well, whether he should drink water, whether he was hot or cold, whether he was tired, these trivial matters were all on his lips.

Like an old lady, nagging, can't stop at all.

But after that day, his concern seemed...hesitating.Often just started, before finishing the sentence, I get stuck, leaving an expression of hesitating to speak.Cheng Xirong knew that he was in a daze, and his heart ached for nothing, but of course his reason was clear, and this situation was very good.

However, that state lasted only a few days.Fu Zhou seems to have thought about it suddenly again, he still cares about himself and takes good care of his life.But just doing, rarely speaking.

I have never heard the reminders such as "the eyes are too close to the screen, it is not good for vision" and "don't eat those fried things" before.

I really don't know what Fu Zhou is thinking...

Cheng Xirong buried his head in eating the chicken leg, took a bite and raised his head and asked, "Do you also think this chicken leg is too unpalatable, so give it to me?"

Fu Zhou actually complied: "Well, light, it doesn't matter if you eat a few more bites."

Cheng Xirong: "I don't know if this chicken knows that it has been made so unpalatable."

Fu Zhou was serious: "Someone will save their souls, don't worry."

Cheng Xirong: "..." Is Fu Zhou broken? ?Is he telling a bad joke?

Cheng Zi guarded his lunch box, and asked, "What if no one saves?"

Fu Zhou: "Become a Wraith."

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Is this a good thing or a bad thing?Fu Zhou actually has this kind of mood to make jokes now. It seems that his state of reading scripts has been relatively smooth recently... It is true that he has talked less recently, but he is much more relaxed, not as tense as before.

Cheng Xirong thought, probably the script of "Soul Detective" put too much pressure on him.Now I can put it down and use other notebooks to change my mood. In another sense, it is also a good thing.

He is the core of the studio!

Cheng Xirong looked at Fu Zhou's profile, and thought a little regretfully: It would be great if this core could be used as a facade.Otherwise it would be a waste of this face...

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